The Ancestor of All Zombies

Chapter 348: 349 A disastrous defeat

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There was a complicated expression on his face, and he was filled with emotion in his heart.

Looking at the Great Witch Saint in the distance, it seemed that she was himself, and today, he would fight to the death with himself. This was a matter of position and race. It was irreversible and a situation where there would be no end until death.

Feng Qingyang no longer hesitated. Today, not only life and death would be decided, but also the ideas that had been fought for a long time. One was the way of heaven, and the other was the king of zombies.

"It's a matter of survival and death, and the fight will not stop until one dies!" Feng Qingyang said calmly. As he spoke, his scales stood up like spikes, emitting a cold light and flashing with a strong murderous intent.

Under the moonlight, two figures stood facing each other in the void, as if there was an invisible river in the sky separating them. It was not just distance, but an unbridgeable gap.

"This is my principle and my way." After saying this, Feng Qingyang's body flashed and he instantly entered the invisible river in the sky.

He didn't go at full speed, but it still looked incredibly fast. The distance of several hundred feet was shortened to half in an instant. At this moment, he was standing alone in the sky.

"When you and I fight, it's not about who is right or wrong, but about our different standpoints. Different standpoints will determine life and death." When the distance was shortened by half, his speed suddenly increased.

Like a shooting star, his figure was stretched into a phantom under the moonlight, and finally disappeared in overlapping patterns. It turned out that it was just the afterimage left by his extremely fast speed.

At the moment his body disappeared, the Great Witch Saint in front of him suddenly broke away from the body of the giant beast under her feet. Instead of retreating, she advanced, and her speed was extremely fast.

In just a short breath, the two seemed to be very close to each other. She raised her hand lightly and stepped in the air.

With every step he took, ripples appeared in the void, spreading between heaven and earth. The ground below even shook slightly, and piles of bones turned to ashes in an instant.

At this moment, two powerful auras collided with each other, and there were bursts of roars, like a landslide, and endless winds whistled in, blowing the long skirt of the Great Witch Saint. Her long hair swayed in the wind, like a peerless fairy! The most beautiful in the world!

She raised her hand, and countless halos suddenly appeared around her, enveloping her. It seemed that at this moment, she was the darling of God, surrounded by countless halos.

As the halo spread, it instantly illuminated the dark sky. The dazzling white light emitted turned the two of them into shining stars.

He bent his finger and a beam of light suddenly burst out from the fingertip, like a stream of light. The void in front of him was distorted, as if a large rock was suddenly thrown into a calm lake, and a murderous intent burst out among the ripples.

Feng Qingyang's pupils shrank, and at the moment when the Great Witch Saint launched the attack, he suddenly turned like a top, and a whirlwind appeared around his body with a whoosh.

The whirlwind howled, and bursts of roars whistled in the void. Then a black mist emerged from the whirlwind, and finally turned into a curtain of light that protected him in the center.

Seeing that he began to defend, the Great Witch Saint in the distance smiled gently, snapped her fingers, and suddenly beams of light were emitted. The rumbling sound spread out, making the people of the Wuzhen tribe below dare not breathe.

Feng Qingyang could only resist the beams that burst out one after another, but he couldn't avoid their sharp edge. He simply crossed his arms, removed the wind and rain on his body, and took the opportunity to retreat. He raised his hand and turned it into a millstone to quickly avoid the beams and pressed down on the witch's daughter.

However, this time his bravery failed. He was fast, but the Great Witch Saint was even faster than him. She reacted almost the moment he moved.

The hands were close, then quickly opened, the light shrank, and then suddenly expanded. Just as Feng Qingyang approached, the Great Witch Saint slammed down with a palm.

Feng Qingyang only felt a flash before his eyes, and vaguely he could see a white jade hand, but it seemed to be holding something, like a whip.

I don't know what kind of magic weapon the whip is, but I can vaguely hear the whistling sound coming from it. It seems unreal, but when it comes, Feng Qingyang can't dodge it.

With a loud bang, he was hit directly. At that moment, he felt himself falling from a great height, followed by a mountain pressing down on him. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body suddenly shook, and he was rolled backwards with a whistling sound.

After floating and swaying in the air for hundreds of feet, he finally stopped, steadied his body, stared straight ahead, and thought to himself what a powerful woman she was. If he hadn't made a breakthrough, he would have been killed by the other party in one confrontation.

The Great Witch Saint succeeded in her attack, but she did not pause. Her body flashed and appeared above Feng Qingyang with a whistling sound. She moved with light lotus steps and her feet were shining. When the fragrance came, her murderous aura was the most abundant.

She raised her hand and a red whip instantly appeared. The red whip swayed, and under the moonlight, a strong murderous aura instantly gushed out.

The murderous aura was no weaker than Feng Qingyang's at all. It was almost condensed into substance, and let out a shrill roar in the moonlight.

Countless shadows flew out from it, and for a moment, the world was filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves. Feng Qingyang knew that the whip contained the souls of countless people from the Wuzhen tribe.

The Great Witch Saint held a long whip in her hand and looked deeply at Feng Qingyang lying on the ground. A cold look flashed across her face and she instantly swung the whip. With a whistling sound, she hit Feng Qingyang's body again in an instant.

There was another crackling sound, and Feng Qingyang's body suddenly rolled backwards, leaving a long trail of blood in the air. He fell down and rolled for dozens of feet before stopping.

Feng Qingyang spat out another mouthful of blood, looked listless, breathing heavily, and reached out his hand, and immediately took out a piece of skull from the ground.

Empty eyes, deep white bones, feeling a slight chill in them, and the ears seemed to hear the cry of the skull owner, which was the desire for life and the persistence of faith.

Feng Qingyang wanted to get up, but his whole body was in great pain. The Great Witch Saint swung the whip at him again without hesitation. The long whip seemed to have spirituality and lashed Feng Qingyang in an instant.

The pain at this moment was even more terrible than before. All the scales on his body quickly dispersed under the whip and were forcibly retracted into his body.

He was wearing a white crescent-shaped shirt, but it was stained with blood red, revealing a hint of desolation. At this moment, it seemed that he had already been defeated.

"Is this your principle? Is this your way?" The Great Witch Saint looked at Feng Qingyang on the ground with a hint of sarcasm on her face.

But in Feng Qingyang's eyes, this hint of sarcasm, compared with his previous indifference, was more lively. He no longer looked like a fairy, but a real person.

"Your principles have been trampled upon by me. How can you have principles if you are not strong enough? If you were stronger, I might also be defeated. Unfortunately, you are not the one who makes me lose. And I am the one who will reap your life!"

This is the Great Witch, this is the Celestial Clan, born to be a king. At this moment, the Great Witch Saint has demonstrated her extraordinary power of cultivation, completely crushing Feng Qingyang.

Is it the Golden Core Realm? No, this is just their magical power. Feng Qingyang could not resist it. He just lay on the ground and looked at the Great Witch Saint calmly.

"How can you understand my way?"